Love me 'till I'm me again - (Scott and Mitch Fanfiction)

Chapter 3 - Not in that way

I'm sorry this is so short.I'm getting back into writing Scomiche.As you can tell by this chapter,I'm a really big Sam Smith fan.I'm sorry for any mistakes,I really really appreciate comments and opinions,so please let me know what you think,what you liked or didn't,what I should add,etc.I'll update soon!

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p.s The song they were listening was Not in that way by Sam Smith.You should play it before you start to read,or just check it out.It's amazing.

Mitch tapped his foot and hummed quietly as he waited in the airport cafe,oblivious to the buzz of the crowds strolling through terminals and getting coffee around him.He sighed deeply and hit repeat on his iPhone.It was as if he'd been in that airport for days on end.In reality,it had only been 2 hours.But it certainly felt like more.

He should've never agreed to this.He knew it was torture going in to it.Riding along with your bestfriend to go pick his girlfriend up on a Monday afternoon.With the necessary correction that a)he skipped an important class for this,one he described to Scott as being a 'easy afternoon',b)the girlfriend was a well known supermodel and there was probably going to be press,and c)he was incredibly,undeniably in love with said bestfriend,who left him in this stupid,overpriced cafe to go get his girlfriend and stated he'd be 'right back' exactly 23 minutes ago.

So Mitch was pissed,but not pissed enough to deny that there was no other way he'd rather be spending his day,even if it meant 15 minutes of vague,fugitive conversation with Scott.

He'd been sipping on his ridiculously priced latte and listening to this one song over and over again,sometime humming along to it quite loudly,drawing the attention of strangers who'd stare in admiration of his voice.He'd usually just blush and shut himself up,drawing back to his fantasy scenario he'd been constructing in his head the last 15 minutes,picking at it until it satisfied his need for happy endings.

Right before Scott got a chance to say 'Be right back',Mitch,who in this fantasy was taller for some reason but also extremely brave,would get up an grab Scott's wrist,making the blonde look him the eye.He'd take a moment to clear his voice and just gaze into Scott's wonderful,out-of-this-world shade of blue,but also really confused eyes,and then,grabbing his other hand too and lacing it with his,he'd say:

'Please,don't go.Stay with me.Let's be honest,I know you're unhappy.I can see it in everything you do,even in the way you laugh.So don't go with her,stay with me.Burn all your expensive shirts and come live in my tiny apartment.We will eat cereal out of the box and watch cartoons in the morning and you'd get to decide what you are and what you want to be.I'd make you happy,Scott,I promise.Just..don't go.Choose me.'

And of course,Scott wouldn't stare at him like he was absolutely crazy.He would take a few second to process,but not too many.Then he'd come closer to Mitch,and closer,until there were inches between them,and just like that,he'd whisper a simple 'Ok.' And Mitch's face would light up like a Christmas tree with joy and surprise,because oh my god,he chose him,but he wouldn't get to reply because Scott would close the space between them and gently kiss him,and he could feel the blonde smile against his lips,and his hands were in Mitch's hair and ..

'Mitch!What the hell,I've been calling at you for like 5 minutes.C'mon,let's go!'

Interrupted from his fantasy by the main character in it.How rude and disappointing,Mitch thought.He was startled from his daydreaming and he removed his earbuds,getting up from the table.He tried very hard not to roll his eyes as he was walking,because latching on to Scott's arm was Jo,who,despite getting off a 6 hour plane ride still looked amazing.